11/12/11 8:54PM


Found this on Facebook, too touching not to share : Rasta's Rescue Ranch

Our 14-year-old dog Abbey died last month. The day after she passed away my 4-year-old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey. She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that I thought we could so, and she dictated these words:

Dear God,
Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick.
I hope you will play with her. She likes to swim and play with balls. I am sending a picture of her so when you see her you will know that she is my dog. I really miss her.
Love, Meredith

We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and Meredith and addressed it to God/Heaven. We put our return address on it. Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box at the post office. A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I thought He had.
Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed, 'To Meredith' in an unfamiliar hand. Meredith opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, 'When a Pet Dies.' Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope. On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey & Meredith and this note:
Dear Meredith,
Abbey arrived safely in heaven. Having the picture was a big help and I recognized her right away.
Abbey isn't sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart. Abbey loved being your dog. Since we don't need our bodies in heaven, I don't have any pockets to keep your picture in so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by.
Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for helping you write it and sending it to me. What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you. I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much. By the way, I'm easy to find. I am wherever there is love.

Love, God
  • cyber_space_cadet
    Sweet. :)
    by cyber_space_cadet at 11/12/11 10:00PM
  • sirtarin
    Touching little story. I think I've heard it, or something like it before. But it's still nice. :)
    by sirtarin at 11/15/11 10:18AM
  • liseybug
    Just til Sunday. I'm leaving for PA after the hitches at the fair.
    by liseybug at 08/09/12 5:20PM

10/15/11 10:42AM


Stole this from a friend:

Dwight Nelson recently told this true story.

He had a kitten that climbed up a tree in his backyard and then was afraid to come down.
The preacher coaxed, offered warm milk, etc.

The kitty would not come down. The tree was not sturdy enough to climb, so the pastor decided that if he tied a rope to his car and pulled it until the tree bent down, he could then reach up and get the kitten.

That's what he did, all the while checking his progress in the car. He then figured if he went just a little bit further, the tree would be bent sufficiently for him to reach the kitten. But as he moved the car a little further forward, the rope broke.

The tree went 'boing!' and the kitten instantly sailed through the air - out of sight.

He felt terrible. He walked all over the neighborhood asking people if they'd seen a little kitten. No. Nobody had seen a stray kitten. So he prayed, 'Lord, I just commit this kitten to your keeping,' and went on about his business.

A few days later he was at the grocery store, and met one of his church members. He happened to look into her shopping cart and was amazed to see cat food. This woman was a cat hater and everyone knew it, so he asked her, 'Why are you buying cat food when you hate cats so much?'

She replied, 'You won't believe this,' and then told him how her little girl had been begging her for a cat, but she kept refusing. Then a few days before, the child had begged again, so the Mom finally told her little girl, 'Well, if God gives you a cat, I'll let you keep it.' She told the preacher, 'I watched my child go out in the yard, get on her knees, and ask God for a cat. And really, you won't believe this, but I saw it with my own eyes. A kitten suddenly came flying out of the blue sky, with its paws outspread, and landed right in front of her.'

Never underestimate the Power of God and His unique sense of humor.
  • cyber_space_cadet
    hehe. He *sure* does have a sense of humor, that is for sure.

    Love you!
    by cyber_space_cadet at 10/15/11 12:18PM
  • sirtarin
    Nice story! =)
    by sirtarin at 10/16/11 2:59PM
  • liseybug
    Sweet : ) Do you know what the S at B schedule is?
    by liseybug at 10/19/11 8:05AM
  • liseybug
    Heh. That's better than nothing : )
    by liseybug at 10/23/11 6:15AM
  • liseybug
    I'll find out tomorrow. Got an appointment in the afternoon.
    by liseybug at 10/24/11 6:38PM

10/08/11 8:39PM


Stole this from a friend, very nice story.


I'm a Little Tea Cup

There was a couple who took a trip to England to shop in a beautiful antique store to celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary. They both liked antiques and pottery, and especially teacups.

Spotting an exceptional cup, they asked "May we see that? We've never seen a cup quite so beautiful."

As the lady handed it to them, suddenly the teacup spoke, "You don't understand. I have not always been a teacup. There was a time when I was just a lump of red clay. My master took me and rolled me, pounded and patted me over and over and I yelled out, "Don't do that. I don't like it! Let me alone," but he only smiled, and gently said, "Not yet."

Then WHAM! I was placed on a spinning wheel and suddenly I was made to suit himself and then he put me in the oven. I never felt such heat. I yelled and knocked and pounded at the door. "Help! Get me out of here!" I could see him through the opening and I could read his lips as he shook his head from side to side, "Not yet."

When I thought I couldn't bear it another minute, the door opened. He carefully took me out and put me on the shelf, and I began to cool. Oh, that felt so good! "Ah, this is much better," I thought.

But, after I cooled he picked me up and he brushed and painted me all over. The fumes were horrible. I thought I would gag. "Oh, please, stop it, stop, I cried." He only shook his head and said, "Not yet."

Then suddenly he puts me back in to the oven. Only it was not like the first one. This was twice as hot and I just knew I would suffocate. I begged. I pleaded. I screamed. I cried. I was convinced I would never make it. I was ready to give up. Just then the door opened and he took me out and again placed me on the shelf, where I cooled and waited and waited, wondering, "What's he going to do to me next?"

An hour later he handed me a mirror and said, "Look at yourself." And I did. I said, "That's not me. That couldn't be me. It's beautiful. I'm beautiful!"

Quietly he spoke: "I want you to remember. I know it hurt to be rolled and pounded and patted, but had I just left you alone, you'd have dried up. I know it made you dizzy to spin around on the wheel, but if I had stopped, you would have crumbled. I know it hurt and it was hot and disagreeable in the oven, but if I hadn't put you there, you would have cracked. I know the fumes were bad when I brushed and painted you all over, but if I hadn't done that, you never would have hardened. You would not have had any color in your life. If I hadn't put you back in that second oven, you wouldn't have survived for long because the hardness would not have held. Now you are a finished product. Now you are what I had in mind when I first began with you."

The moral of this story is this: God knows what He's doing for each of us. He is the potter, and we are His clay. He will mold us and make us and expose us to just enough pressures of just the right kinds that we may be made into a flawless piece of work to fulfill His good, pleasing and perfect.

So when life seems hard, and you are being pounded and patted and pushed almost beyond endurance; when your world seems to be spinning out of control; when you feel like you are in a fiery furnace of trials; when life seems to "stink", try this.

Brew a cup of your favorite tea in your prettiest tea cup, sit down and think on this story and then, have a little talk with the Potter.

God Bless You!
  • missynopet
    You're welcome! You know I try to help when I can!!
    by missynopet at 10/08/11 10:13PM
  • sirtarin
    Thanks for sharing that. =)
    by sirtarin at 10/11/11 10:59AM
  • cyber_space_cadet
    What a good reminder, Missy! (I've read this before but I'd forgotten.)
    by cyber_space_cadet at 10/11/11 12:29PM
  • liseybug
    I hadn't heard this before, but I love this! Thank you.
    by liseybug at 10/11/11 8:19PM
  • marmee
    I don't know you ... but I came here from her blog and I'm glad I did. This story is beautiful and helps one put back in perspective being the clay in the Potter's hands. Have a blessed day!
    by marmee at 10/13/11 7:55AM
  • sirtorin
    Excellent little story. Thanks for sharing it. =)
    by sirtorin at 10/14/11 5:55PM

07/16/11 12:16PM


Yeah so I was experiencing technical difficulties! lol.

Wedding in one week!! Ahhhh.


I love him !!!! ^^

Josh Groban + Linkin Park= Perfection!!!



Love y'all!!!

Missi
  • cyber_space_cadet
    Wow, I never would have guessed........
    by cyber_space_cadet at 07/16/11 4:40PM
  • liseybug
    Yes, I love that second song. I posted the lyrics of that in December on my Facebook status, and someone commented, "Do you mean the Josh Groban version or the Linkin Park version?" I said, "What!?! There's a Josh Groban version?" So I looked it up on YouTube and really liked it. One of those rare songs I like both versions of. : )
    by liseybug at 07/16/11 10:26PM
  • sirtarin
    Josh Groban is good. =)
    by sirtarin at 07/17/11 2:16PM
  • liseybug
    We need to watch it together! Would you be interested? I'll be in Indy on Monday the 8th and don't have to work the next day....
    by liseybug at 07/30/11 9:42PM
  • liseybug
    No : ( How long is your vacation? I'll be in Indy tonight through the 13th, and then leaving for Pennsylvania afternoon of the 13th.
    by liseybug at 08/04/11 8:29AM
  • cyber_space_cadet
    Thanks for the birthday wishes, Missi! I love you, too.
    by cyber_space_cadet at 09/28/11 9:26PM

02/14/11 2:21PM

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE!!!!

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  • cyber_space_cadet
    Happy Valentine's Day!
    by cyber_space_cadet at 02/14/11 7:46PM
  • sirtarin
    :)
    by sirtarin at 02/16/11 1:56PM
  • liseybug
    Yes it has : ) Glad I got to see you too.
    by liseybug at 04/26/11 2:12PM